Stella's POV
"Are you hungry?" Stacy asked me.
"Definitely, I think I am somewhat ravenous." I answered her. I'm certainly ravenous on the grounds that I feel my stomach protesting. I probably been oblivious for a seriously lengthy timespan.
"Why not tell your sweetheart here to make us something to eat." She said. I was totally taken unsuspecting by what she said. I mean I am not yet very used to the term 'sweetheart.' I gave Stacy a look that says 'would you say you are insane? How could you express that out of nowhere?'
"No." I said. I don't maintain that him should get us food as a matter of fact. All in all, I don't think he loves that thought seeing as he responded to Stacy's idea.
"Why? Are you not apparently enamored?" Stacy said the last part involving her hands as though she
